Light N' Fluffy (things on my mind)

(originally - and fully - created in October:)

Good morning, blog.

With the weather getting colder, fashion suffering and as such my will to join activities in the outside world withering away at breakneck speed, I have immersed myself a little further into the Writing Abyss. It feels great, as it always has (and hopefully will continue to). I have yet to write a complete draft or form a deliciously creepy short story for the Curious Post, but I have started a few things. The purpose of these things is often not to finish them, but to let them fly out of you. Get these half-thoughts out on paper (or on screen) to better clear your brain tank for fully-formed - or should I say "fully deformed" - bloody howlers. As there is nothing more satisfying than creating and completing, top to bottom, a great scary short. Humorous Fiction certainly has its place, as it is mainly what I will read, but there's just a quality about the creepies that no other genre could ever hope to qualify for.

So writing the bits and bobs out helps... What else? Reading, of course. Others' work will aid you in shaping your own literary concepts and styles. Searching out scary things, things that have already happened, things that certainly could, every day things that could be scary, given just the slightest twist (always found old people terrifying, quite honestly). Writing in this blog surely helps - exercising the old typing muscles so by the time I am ready to kill it on the keyboard, it all just flows like butter instead of running the risk of losing chunks of the coolest details in the hiccups of my inability to type smoothly. Same goes for a daily/nightly journal.

The last way (that I can think of) that I have been helping myself in this endeavor is by finishing up a project for my mother (preferably in time for the holidays, but there's no chance I'm rushing this one). I found an old book with a patterned material cover. No title, no lines or words on the pages, no suggestion of what it should or might be. I purchased it from a local thrift store when I was in the other mill town and immediately knew just what it would be for.

I am taking my favorite scary/spooky/dark/eerie shorts and poems from the Curious Post and I am hand-writing them all inside this book. There are only a handful of them, so I will have to see how many pages are left in the end. I may write some lyrics from a friend's creepy songs (that he used to play at Curious Post events), I may sketch some illustrations or symbols from the writings, I may talk a bit about where my inspiration came from, or even just do a quick write-up about the Curious Post. My mother was unable to attend any of the events, and so I think it might be fun/something nice for her to read about and look back on.

Decisions, decisions. My life is just oh, so hard. This is what happens when you're in your twenties with no children, I think. And you're creative. And possibly over-caffeinated.